You are born, I am
You die, I did
You did everything better than I
I only did one
I didn’t even get a chance to enjoy my flaws
To learn from the mistakes
To whom much is given, much has been maimed
And when death came to claim her prize
You still managed to tender your evidence as prosecuting witness and judge.
You saw me and confused the flashes for the light.
the sky for the Nile
Shaded my moon and clouded my stars
Yet your great grand generations know my name
If you have nothing better to call me;
Call me when you get to heaven
In memory of Michael Jackson…